Biografia:
Fortresses (2009) – Octoberman’s third full-length – saw Marc Morrissette and his band distancing themselves further from any notion of comfort or security. While the evocative title certainly lent itself well to Octoberman’s formidable new sound, it also allowed the record’s frequent instances of aching vulnerability to catch an unsuspecting listener completely unaware. Marking Octoberman’s most cohesive and adventurous effort to date
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FYI: I don't know if the lyrics are 100% accurate.
Note: During the little breaks between verses,
as well as the 2nd half of the chorus,
it's fun to play around with hammer-ons on the
3rd & 4th string, 2nd fret, to make sound like
the melody of the chorus :o)
Capo II
Intro: C Em Am F (x2)
Verse 1: C
Em Am
These double entendres and bills that we’ve laundered
F C
these mountains are molehills and the gypsy boys wander
Em Am
in search of their first love, in castles up high
F C Em Am F
when pressed upon it, these words are just lies
Verse 2: C
Em Am
It’s proof I’m awake the the truth I can’t break
F C
as long as you take a hold of my neck
Em Am
we strangle each word, till it all sounds absurd
F C Em Am F
and then your hearing get blurred, ‘cause sounds are all we got
Verse 3: C
Em Am
Love is top drawer, like an old pair of socks
F C
neatly tucked away, that my grandmother bought me
Em Am
with the savings she had, every Christmas morn
F C Em Am F
and now I’m feeling so bad, ‘cause all my socks are torn up
Verse 4: C
Em Am
These judges and juries, convene in a hurry
F C
but there’s no need to worry, ‘cause their sans can’t hurt me
Em Am
and the powers they’ve got, oh they seem like a lot
F C Em Am F
oh I just ain’t enough to stop the meaningful stuff
Verse 5: C
Em Am
So keep dressing yourselves, one leg at a time
F C
keep stacking those shelves with empty bottles of wine
Em Am
and this basement we’re in, it’s a fool-worthy mess
F C Em Am F
we’re all living in sin and we couldn’t care less
Verse 6: C
Em Am
This windstorm a-pissin', it's quite the conniption
F C
the soul jurisdiction, we all bleed with conviction
Em Am
wrestling demons, on an empty platform
F
and our elders are screaming
Em
“why won’t you come back home
Am
why won’t you come back home
F
why can’t you come back home”
C
“Well I don’t think so”
Em
“Why can’t you come back home
Am F
we need you to come back home"
Chorus: C
Em Am
As long as we run from safety
F C
we’ll find a way out here maybe
Em Am
as long as we run from safety
F
we’ll find a way out here
C
we’ll find a way out here maybe
Em Am F C
as long as we run from safety, we’ll find a way out here maybe
Em Am F
as long as we run from safety, we’ll find a way out here maybe
End on C
Note: During the little breaks between verses,
as well as the 2nd half of the chorus,
it's fun to play around with hammer-ons on the
3rd & 4th string, 2nd fret, to make sound like
the melody of the chorus :o)
Capo II
Intro: C Em Am F (x2)
Verse 1: C
Em Am
These double entendres and bills that we’ve laundered
F C
these mountains are molehills and the gypsy boys wander
Em Am
in search of their first love, in castles up high
F C Em Am F
when pressed upon it, these words are just lies
Verse 2: C
Em Am
It’s proof I’m awake the the truth I can’t break
F C
as long as you take a hold of my neck
Em Am
we strangle each word, till it all sounds absurd
F C Em Am F
and then your hearing get blurred, ‘cause sounds are all we got
Verse 3: C
Em Am
Love is top drawer, like an old pair of socks
F C
neatly tucked away, that my grandmother bought me
Em Am
with the savings she had, every Christmas morn
F C Em Am F
and now I’m feeling so bad, ‘cause all my socks are torn up
Verse 4: C
Em Am
These judges and juries, convene in a hurry
F C
but there’s no need to worry, ‘cause their sans can’t hurt me
Em Am
and the powers they’ve got, oh they seem like a lot
F C Em Am F
oh I just ain’t enough to stop the meaningful stuff
Verse 5: C
Em Am
So keep dressing yourselves, one leg at a time
F C
keep stacking those shelves with empty bottles of wine
Em Am
and this basement we’re in, it’s a fool-worthy mess
F C Em Am F
we’re all living in sin and we couldn’t care less
Verse 6: C
Em Am
This windstorm a-pissin', it's quite the conniption
F C
the soul jurisdiction, we all bleed with conviction
Em Am
wrestling demons, on an empty platform
F
and our elders are screaming
Em
“why won’t you come back home
Am
why won’t you come back home
F
why can’t you come back home”
C
“Well I don’t think so”
Em
“Why can’t you come back home
Am F
we need you to come back home"
Chorus: C
Em Am
As long as we run from safety
F C
we’ll find a way out here maybe
Em Am
as long as we run from safety
F
we’ll find a way out here
C
we’ll find a way out here maybe
Em Am F C
as long as we run from safety, we’ll find a way out here maybe
Em Am F
as long as we run from safety, we’ll find a way out here maybe
End on C
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